Friday, July 8, 2011

Our talk had been serious and sober,But our thoughts they were palsied and sere —Our memories were treacherous and sere —For we knew not the month was October,And we marked not the night of the year —(Ah, night of all nights in the year!)We noted not the dim lake of Auber —(Though once we had journeyed down here) —We remembered not the dank tarn of Auber,Nor the ghoul-haunted woodland of Weir.Edgar Allan Poe

(Wanted to re-post this old photo I took back in 2009. Man, Halloween is the best. The Best.)

I was getting all antsy for Halloween today, taking a drive through so. Pas usually calms the craving. Then I stumbled on this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L91VCQoWKhg

Long story short, the Strode house in the 78 Halloween encourages people today to borrow a pumpkin they provide on their porch and take pics along the sidewalk and posts where Laurie sat waiting for Annie. I think that's pretty darn cool. :)Maybe if I ever get up the nerve, I will take them up on that.